Chapter 434
Spoiled (Lily)
Chapter 434 Nothing Will Change Boris quickly tried to turn off the livestream, but for some reason, he couldnât. What? But it shouldâve been shut down.
Blake looked at him and said coldly. âSave your breath The viewers went into mocking mode too.
We have the evidence and witnesses,â and your accountâs revealed. Thereâs nowhere to hide You f*cking scumbag. Letâs see you weasel your way out of this. You pride yourself on bullsh*tting your way out of any situation, donât you?â
You claim to be helping stray cats, but youâre actually selling their blood? How evil can you be? How dare demand someone else to be a paragon of virtue when youâre nothing but trash yourself!
you Boris was furious. He worked on this business for three years, and now it was ruined in the span of a single livestream. All the accounts he came up with were ruined. And you call Blake a paragon of virtue? Heâs doing the same thing I did. Heâs just trying to gain traffic by putting on a mask of justice. He roared, âYeah, the workshopâs mine, but you think that guyâs a paragon of virtue? He used the pretext of exposing my crimes just to gain traffic! Canât you see that? Weâre competition, and heâs just using me to make money, you fools! That guy has millions of followers, but he still came after a small creator like me! Heâs just being a big -bully!â
âYeah, we did take the cats blood, but you never asked us why. We never did it for ourselves.â
âA lot of pet owners are worried about their pets, and weâre just trying to help them! Itâs not selling blood, itâs donating blood.â
âWeâre non-profit! All we want is to save more cats! Weâre doing charity here!â
Lilly couldnât believe it. Theyâre still trying to weasel their way out of this?
A hint of smugness glinted in Boris eyes. Every time they sold the blood, the records would say âBlood donation. Every single transaction was recorded as âDonation. As long as Iâm shameless enough, no one can take me down. Iâve always been preparing for any situation. Letâs see how you can take me down. Boris sneered. âAnd even if I was selling blood, nothing in the law book says itâs a crime. If this isnât a crime, then no one can arrest 1.
The viewers couldnât believe Boris could stoop so low, and the ones who tried to defend Boris couldnât say a word anymore. Blake flipped through the workshopâs accounts, and it was filled with the records of the transactions they made. Every transaction was recorded as âBlood donationâ and âDonation, just like what Boris said, but no matter how perfect the accounts looked, there were still flaws.
For example, the records clearly said that 50ml of blood was exchanged for 1500. There were no currencies or anything, but the amount paid for different volumes of blood had a pattern. For example, 100ml of blood would net them three thousand, while 50ml of blood would net them 1500. Sometimes there would be more blood being sold, and the workshop would gain six thousand to ten thousand.
Those were rare, but the amount was surprisingly uniform.
Thatâs clearly price tags. Thereâs no way donations could be this uniform. Blake knew that anyone could see that as long as they had a functioning brain. If someone out there couldnât realize this, they might as well try to get a new brain.
The viewers were furous, and they cursed Boris, but just like he said, even if he was selling blood, no one Chapter 43! NOT could arrest him. It wasnât a crime anyway. The law couldnât do anything to him, and the only way to get to him was through moralityâs judgment.
Since the workshop was done for, Boris dropped his good man act, and he laughed. âYou losers canât even do sh*t! Yeah, curse me. Like I care about that. Iâve made enough money anyway. Not like your curses can do sh*t! I can just change my name and open up another workshop, and youâll still follow me again!â
How amusing. How laughable. Boris laughed and turned off the livestream. The viewers were angry, but they knew Boris was telling the truth. Their whole country was filled with people like Boris. Theyâd come back stronger after one was taken down, and no one could see through them.
Kindness was worth a lot, and there was profit to be made. Scum like Boris would exploit the kindness in everyoneâs heart just to make a quick buck. Eventually, the whole world would lose its kindness, replaced by mistrust and doubt. If or when that happens, the world itself would be a living hell.
Lilly was angry. She had no idea what she could do, but she felt suffocated. She wanted to do something, but she couldnât, and she wanted to hit someone.
Blake smiled and patted her head. Oh, look, sheâs angry. I going to get you Boris. Do you really think I can do nothing? Thereâs nothing I canât do.
Boris was upset, and he kicked Kellyâs IV infusion away Kelly said nothing. The assistant had an ashent look on his face, and he asked, âWhat now, boss?â
Boris was annoyed. What now? What now? Why do you come to me every time thereâs trouble? Weâre obviously done for! âWeâre cashing in all our money before the service blocks us.â
I still havenât taken the hundred grand from Kellyâs livestream And a ton of people donated during the earlier livestream. Boris and his assistant quickly checked their stream data and found that they made more than two hundred grand. Itâs even more than the donation yesterday. Thereâs nearly four hundred grand.
Delighted, the two of them tried to cash in, but then a message popped up. âWe apologize for the inconvenience, but your account is permanently banned. According to the contract, all your accountâs profits will be confiscated as a penalty. Part of it will be returned to the viewers. Thank you for your understanding Boris and his assistant couldnât believe it. They couldnât understand what was happening. I saw that money. I was so close to getting it, but now youâre telling me itâs not mine anymore? Unbelievable!
Boris was furious. I paid. a hundred grand for this b*tch! And now Iâm not making a dent back?
Furious, Boris refused to stay at the hospital, and he went back home. The assistant was in no mood to take care of Kelly. She was just a stranger to him, so he left, and Kelly was alone.
Boris came home cursing and yelling. It took him a while to calm down. I mean, I mightâve lost my workshop, but Iâve bought a house and a car from all the money I made and my house is a villa with a garden in the front and back. He bought his car from a rich kid. Even though he only spent a million, that car was worth ten times.
Iâm a rich guy now. Even if I donât work for years, I can still survive. And his mood got better.
Night came. Now that he had no work, Boris had more time for himself. He soaked in the bathtub, humming away happily, and he closed his eyes, enjoying his me time. But then he heard something click, and Boris quickly looked around.
His bedroom was big, and so was the bathroom. The bathroom door wasnât closed, so he could see the bedroom outside, but there was nothing wrong with it. Thinking that he was hearing things, Boris went back to his bath, but then a helium balloon floated before the bathroomâs entrance.
As if it was held by something invisible, the balloon glided over to him..